I dreamed of a fight that was to come, a path that could be the direct result of our actions we were having to take. Blood was absolutely everywhere and seemed to cling to everything. My Lycans fur was drenched in blood, but I was unharmed. I wasn't I'm any pain but I was alone. I looked around and bodies were ripped, shredded, and just laying all around me. Where was Everest?
I searched and walked through the gory field. The stench of death was already beginning to thicken as time seemed to tick away. I screamed his name and felt nothing, heard nothing in his response. Panic quickly rose in me as realization was setting in that something was seriously wrong.
"Avalynn.." A voice sounded so distant but still very calming and soothing. The panic I felt seemed to be drifting away. I turned
